Means the freedom to wear your ugly-ass sweatpants and sweatshirt all day long.
Means the fun of not having to take a shower—right away.
Means listening to iTunes all day long on Party Shuffle (the last 5 songs were "Feel Much Better" by Jim Bryson, "Like a Hurricane" by Neil Young, "In My Place" by Coldplay, "Va Danser" by Edith Piaf, and "Turkish Song of the Damned" by The Pogues). What an eclectic mix!
Means getting up early and getting right to work, none of that time wasted commuting or any of that crap.
Means really, really trying to get a handle on your internet addictions. Ahem, I'm trying to take a sabbatical from gossip. It's hard. But I've only slipped twice today, and does the imdb.com gossip even count? It's news, right?
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